Guysborough Train

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Now there's no train to Guysborough
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Or so the man says, so it might 
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be a good place to be
Em             A          D     
I sit in this station, and I 
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count up my change
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And I wait for the Guysborough 
Em     A     C
train

Now I've sat in your kitchens
And talked about walls, and I've 
sung about your withering pain
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Shattered your temples, and I've 
brought on your fall
Now I wait for the Guysborough train

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And I ride for all time, on the 
           Em
Guysborough line
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And I grow by the North County rain
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And the North Shore's begun, the 
           C
man I've become
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In rags, on the Guysborough train
    A      C


No train to Guysborough
Now ain't that a shame, though I 
know there will be one in time
And the house that's alone, it soon 
will be gone
Razed for the Guysborough line

People are simple
Like mayflower sweet, both grown by 
that North County rain
The interval is clear, will it soon 
disappear
Under the Guysborough train?